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melaninmight · 1 year

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flames of jealousy

- endeavor (enji todoroki) x reader | wc: 3.3k

꒰ ▹ ꒱ — listening: deep — summer walker

꒰ ఇ ꒱ — synopsis: enji’s jealousy gets the best of him when he witnesses other men flirting with you.

꒰ ఇ ꒱ — cw: smut, nsfw 18+, boss/employee relationship, reader is a PA, dom! Endeavor, sub! reader, slight mention of abuse, jealousy, vaginal fingering, oral sex, slight chocking, spanking, kissing, french kissing, roughness

꒰ ! ꒱ — disclaimers :: the couple are in an established, consenting relationship (Enji + Rei are divorced); bnha franchise, anime + manga belong to horikoshi. this fic was written w/ black reader in mind. minors DNI!

Slumping in your seat, you exhaled a breath of relief.

The sense of accomplishment plagued your worn-out mind. Since filling out the role of a PA for the newly Number One hero, these past few weeks were daunting. With the League of Villains at large and the citizens of Tokyo on high alert, you were responsible for scheduling meetings/appointments for the Flame Hero. If that wasn’t good enough, on rare occasions, you’d travel alongside the hero in case of international affairs.

Unlike the previous PAs before you, you pursued this job with grace. Rumor has it that Endeavor is a hot-headed asshole, hence the main reason why the other PAs quit; they couldn’t (or weren’t emotionally secured) enough to tolerate such behavior. One of them was fired for getting the position solely to get closer to him, in a way. Consider yourself the sole lucky one of the bunch; you had yet to rub the man the wrong way. Your record was exceptional and you performed the role accordingly. Nothing could go wrong, right?

The sound of the intercom pulled you from your thoughts.

“Mrs. (Y/N), Endeavor would like to see you at his office. It’s urgent.”

Your heart sunk, straightening your position.

As much as you didn’t want to over exaggerate, you quickly got up from your seat and hurriedly rushed towards the elevator, pressing ‘Floor 1’ (Endeavor’s Office). Even with the peaceful elevator music in the background, your anxiety grew each time the numbers went up on the red-dotted screen.

‘What could he possibly need? Am I gonna get fired?’

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*bing*

Taking a deep breath, you strengthen your composure once you’ve reached your boss’s office. The elevators opened, walking inside to take in your surroundings. Of course, this wasn’t the first time you were in his office, although it still didn’t ease the anxiety built up on the lump of your throat.

On the right, you turned to see the man himself looking out the windows, his muscled back in front of you. His attire immediately caught your eye; instead of his hero costume, he wore a red-velvet suit set with shiny black dress shoes. His hands dug into his pant pockets, causing you to flush. You couldn’t lie to yourself when you knew how handsome he looked.

‘No, no (Y/N)! Get a grip! You know better!’ you shook your head, ridding the potential dirty thoughts threatening to fill your brain.

Walking yourself into the dark room, the elevator silently closing behind you, you made your way towards the desk, his back still facing you. Though, you couldn’t make out his reflection through the window.

You swallowed any built-up saliva before softly speaking,

“I-Is there something you needed, sir?”

Endeavor grunted, his back still turned towards you.

“Miss (L/N), I have a question for you. I do ask that you answer truthfully and honestly.”

Pressing your hands together, you nodded.

“Y-Yes sir.”

Turning his head, catching sight of you through his peripheral. Your nervous, flushed expression, coupled with your attire; a brown bodycon dress paired with a brown velvet tailor jacket, your height heightened with high knee stilettos. Gosh, you look stunning. So gorgeous. The way the outfit accentuates your curves sent this man feral. However, he kept his composure, turning around to face you entirely.

Icy blue eyes stared at your (e/c) ones, lips pressed in a straight line. His heavy footsteps broke the silence as he towered over you.

Your heart raced. Having the man up close, you felt his body heat radiating the not-too-far distance between the both of you. Your anxiety quickly picked up when you saw his lips part.

“Are you seeing anyone?”

The question threw you off. You were awaiting a question relating to business, but you never could’ve imagined your boss asking you such personal questions. Though, he did ask you to answer truthfully, so you couldn’t object.

“N-No sir. I’m currently single,” you answered.

Enji’s brows furrowed. He was conflicted on whether to believe you, or deny your answer and pressure you into telling the truth (or rather, his truth) that you were, indeed, seeing someone. But, by your unfazed expression, you were serious.

How could a woman as beautiful as you be single?

“I see,” he mumbled.

Your eyes never left him, watching his eyes close before opening up again, eyes reconnecting. He watched as your brown glossy lips pursed, your head tilted slightly in confusion.

‘If only you knew how much of an effect you have on me,’ he growled to himself.

He knew how wrong it must be for him to feel this way towards his PA. Never had he believed he’d be attracted to another woman since his fiery divorce with Rei. Given his ugly reputation of abuse towards his family, he felt he could never love again. Yet, that all changed when you walked into his agency seeking a job after you were fired from your last job.

You were aware of who you were prepared to work for, yet that didn’t deter you from the confidence you felt of fulfilling the role as Endeavor’s PA. And despite not admitting it, he admired your determination. Your work ethic was subpar compared to his previous PAs, all of whom quit because of his distant, cold demeanor. Though, you never complained; hell, you grew quite comfortable with his cold-natured self.

Another thing he didn’t admit was how attractive you are. You’ve only worked under his wing for 7 months and already the rest of the workforce grew a liking towards you, the male employees especially. Whatever outfit you wore for different days of the week for work, the male employees would stare (sometimes drool) whenever you passed through the halls, the aroma of your warm vanilla scented perfume filling the environment.

From a distance, Enji couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy from the attention you were unknowingly attracting. He hated how the good-for-nothing men working under his belt sought any opportunity they could to gain your approval, some going as far as to flirt with you on the spot, sending his flames aflame through his clothes.

Yet, he told himself he couldn’t have you. You could never possibly want a damaged man like him. You deserve to be with someone, man or woman, who was good-natured and could treat you like the Queen he visioned you to be.

“I-Is that all sir?” your soft voice broke him away from deep thoughts.

He forward his hand towards his lips, covering a cough.

“Y-Yes. Thank you, Miss (L/N).”

A slight trail of sweat left your forehead, nodding slowly before turning towards the elevators, your ass turned towards him. His eyes immediately glared at the round bums shaped underneath the dress.

‘Fuck. I can’t let her get away!’

Before you made it to the elevator, a hand circled your wrist, sending you flying around and pressed up against his hardened chest. Your small hands clutched against his shirt, flushed cheeks pressed against his lower body, you felt his biceps through the material.

“S-Sir?” you squeaked, clearly taken aback by the sudden move.

Enji’s strong arms closed around your waist, his head nuzzled against your head, inhaling the comforting scent of your coconut scented shampoo/conditioner combo from your hair.

“I’m sorry,” he hushed. “But the thought of you walking out of this office, knowing that those horny bastards will stop at nothing to claim what’s mine, makes my flames grow brighter.”

A silent gasp escaped your lips. No way in the world did you hear your boss admit to feeling jealous of your co-workers?

You lifted your head, craning your neck so you were eye-level with him.

“Is that so?” you whispered, your cheeks warm.

Enji’s heart raced, squeezing so tightly it threatened to burst.

Lifting you up, he pressed his lips against yours, savoring your taste. You wrapped your legs around his waist, melting into the fruitful kiss. Your hand roamed to caress his jawline, the rough texture of his muzzle tickling your fingertips, the other trailing through his red spiked hair.

The Flame Hero walked over to his desk, wiping everything off clean to make room for you, gently sitting you on the hardwood furniture, grinding his thigh against your crotch. Your body grew heated from the intensity, moaning from the subtle grinding as the kiss deepened, tongues twirling and tugging.

His large hands cupped your ass, leaving gentle gropes against the plump balls of flesh, causing shivers through your body. You were the first to pull from the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting your lips, releasing a shuddered breath.

“E-Enji-”

The way you say his name made him feral once more, low growls vibrating his throat whilst leaning down to nip at your neck, leaving love bites on the sensitive spots. He pulled away to see the artwork he created, a sense of pride washed over him as he admired the final product: marking what’s his, and his alone.

“You’re mine now, Little Flame,” he whispered seductively, nipping at the tip of your ear.

“You hear me?”

“Y-Yes sir,” you whimpered.

He smirked. “Good girl. Now, release those sweet melodies for me.”

His large hands lingered underneath your dress, sneaking its way through your panties and grazing your pussy, his index finger swiping through your clit.

You shivered at the touch, trying to squeeze your thighs together but to no avail since the hunk of a man is in between them.

“E-Enji- so g-good,” you released a shaky breath, grinding against his finger.

He shuddered, slowly shoving two more fingers inside of you, your folds tightening around him, coated in your wet nectar.

“Your moans are like music to my ears, my dear. Perhaps I should hear them more often,” the man teased, his chuckle breathy.

You bit your lip, achingly turned on by his dirty talk and praise.

A whimpering cry slipped out your lips when he fastened his pace, fingers digging in and out of your tight lil’ hole.

“S-shit! I’m gonna… I-I’m gon-” your cries grew louder, hands gripping against his suit coat.

The minute you were about to release, he pulled out his fingers, raising them to his face to see the wet, glistering mess you left behind. You cried in frustration, not liking how he teased you so lewdly and not allowing you to cum. Without breaking eye contact, his pink tongue grazed against them, licking away any trace of you.

“You taste divine, my dear,” he purred.

Your chest rose from each shaky breath you released, face flushed as you watched him. Jolts of pleasure coursed through your body, causing more wetness to arouse from your folds. Closing your thighs, you placed a hand in between them, raising the hem of your dress to the point of removing the cloth entirely, exposing your nude melanated skin, your fingers rubbing against your clit as you played with yourself.

Of course, you knew Enji was watching, but perhaps you wanted him to. You wanted to show him how much you were desperate for him, how much you wanted him to punish you for being so naughty, so lewd.

The Flame Hero paid close attention to your expression, his eyes following your not-so discrete moves. He caught on with your plan, and that only seemed to fuel his already burning flames, his bulge growing beneath the fabric of his pants. He wasted no time in fondling his zipper, tugging it down to remove his pants and boxers, releasing the monster you were excited to witness. He went on to remove his tie and shirt, now completely nude, his chest glistening with sweat.

“Tch, it’s too stuffy in here,” his face flushed from the growing heat. He climbed off the bed and walked over towards one of the windows, opening it up to let the air cool off, the windy breeze blowing the curtains.

You watched him with glassy eyes, your fingers still toying with your pussy.

The sight of your lewd expression, the squelch of your juices against your fingers was a sight to behold.

“Fuck,” he growled as he quickly rushed over to you, his large hands clamped on your waist, raising you up and pulling you up in his arms. You squirmed at the friction between your entrance and the tip of his enormous cock.

“You never fail to entice me, Little Flame,” he praised, pressing his forehead against yours. “So beautiful, so sexy, and yet so breedable.”

You whimpered, eying him with glossy eyes.

“P-Please sir,” you begged. “Fuck m-me.”

That sent him over the edge. His grip onto you grew tighter, pulling you in for a heated, sloppy kiss. Fortunately, your wetness was like a natural lubricant, allowing his cock to ease its way inside you. His hips thrusted towards you, his tip rubbing against your sensitive clit before penetrating your hole, stuffing you slightly.

“I will not hold back,” he heaved, pulling away from the kiss. “Are you sure you’re ready to take all of me, Little Flame?”

You nodded quickly. “Y-Yes, sir.”

That said, he kept his word and didn’t hold back, beginning to slowly thrust in and out of you. Tears rolled down your eyes, lips trembling the further he thrusted inside you.

“S-So big–” you cried as your walls tightened around him.

“Yes,” he groaned. “Take all of me, Little Flame.”

Staring into each other’s eyes, lost in the moment of passion, the sloppy sounds of skin meeting skin echoed the room as he quickened his pace, bodies rocking the desk with each thrust. You were lost in the clouds, eyes rolled back from the overwhelming pleasure. Your hands traveled down to his back, fingers threatening to mark his back with scratches.

“S-Shit,” you cried.

“F-Fuck baby– you’re so intoxicating,” Enji praised, his breath caught in his throat.

“P-Please give me more~” you begged.

You felt a slap against your ass.

“You don’t gotta tell this old man twice,” pride filled his voice as he bounced you deeper on his cock. You shivered at the warmth of his breath against your ear as he nipped at it.

“Yeah, take this cock, you lil cocksleeve,” he growled, plunging deeper inside you, hitting your g-spot over and over.

Your fingers dug into his skin, scratching his back in desperation for release, his deep thrusts hitting your g-spot continuously to no end. You flew your head back, your cries coming out breathy and shaky as your orgasm drew closer. As if he sensed that you were close, Enji’s hand clamps around your neck, choking you carefully so as not to hurt you, while the other holds you up higher.

His breathy groans sung harmoniously with yours, muttering praises against your ear.

“So tight.”

“So enchanting.”

“So beautiful.”

“And all mine.”

Such a whimpering, whining mess you were. You couldn’t get enough of this man, it hurts. His cock twitched inside you, signaling the closure of his climax. You, too, were also reaching your limits, your walls tightening around him, your juices glossing up his cock.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum,” you quivered.

“Yes,” he gasped, “Take all of me. Cum for me, my dear.”

Holding you tightly, chest to chest, he swallowed your cries with a kiss, his hands firmly grabbing your ass as he plunged you deeper into him. You cried out for him, legs burning from being raised to accommodate his bulky stature and size. The squelching sounds of skin against skin rung the quiet office, the aroma of sweat and sex filled around you, breaths mingled as climaxes close in.

“Prepared to be filled with my love, my darling Flame,” he seduced, lifting you up and walking towards the window, pressing you against the glass. You shivered from the contact of the cold glass against your back, but you didn’t complain. You didn’t care if anyone could see you fucking your boss from a mile away; all you knew was that tonight was the night you were about to be filled with newfound love from this complex man. A man you daydreamed of becoming his.

“Aah, Enji,” you cried. “P-Please fuck me shitless, make me cumm.”

“Cum for me, you little minx.”

His pace quickened at your request, balls slapping against your ass, his grip tightening its hold on you.

“God you’re so pretty when you lose your mind,” he hissed, his body glistening with sweat, your fingers scratching along his back for release.

And just like that, a wave of pleasure flew out of your body, your body shaking from your anticipated orgasm.

Enji would soon follow suit, his cock throbbing painfully as he rode out his climax, the warmth of his seed filling you up deliciously, some dripping down from your cunt and onto the floor. You plopped your head onto his chest, hearing the race of his heartbeat as the two of you struggled to catch a breath.

You felt his chest vibrate when he chuckled.

“Was I a bit too rough with you, my dear?”

“A little bit. Regardless, I still enjoyed it.”

You assured him with a breathy giggle.

The two of you remained by the window, holding each close in a warm embrace, your nude back still pressed against the cool window. You saw yourself snuggled in his arms for eternity. Who knows, maybe that eternity could become a reality? You smiled at the idea of starting a potential life with the Flame Hero.

“Thank you.”

His gratitude took you aback, resulting in you raising your head from his chest and stare up at him.

“Thank you? For what, sir?”

For the first time, Enji’s lips formed into a soft smile.

“For making me believe in love again, that I deserve a second chance at loving someone with the care they deserve. I acknowledge the damage I’ve caused my family. And though I dreamed of turning the past and redo my devious mistakes, I’m reminded that no matter what I do, the past cannot be changed”

His large, rough hand grazed your cheek, his thumb rubbing slow circles against your skin.

“However, I will not allow my past to deter me from seeking the future. While I still reel and suffer from the consequences of my actions, I will not let them hold me back from the potential future I’ve yearned for too long. Despite the challenges and risks, I wish for you to remain by my side. Stay with me, and I promise that I will become a better man to the best of my ability.”

You were confused by this sudden proposal. You couldn’t remember the last time you saw the man smile, though it warmed your heart that you were probably the driving factor behind it. You raised your hand to cup his cheek, the familiar roughness of his muzzle tickling your fingertips, your lips also turning into a soft smile.

“Getting into this job, I was aware of the challenges I’d face being constantly under your wing. Regardless, I’m not going anywhere. You are a flawed man, sure, but I admire your determination to change yourself, to better yourself not only for the sake of your family and society, but for yourself as well. That said, I’ll remain by your side ‘til time stops tickin’.”

You declared, leaning in to place a gentle kiss to his lips.

Enji chuckled, amused by your playful, yet thoughtful declaration while melting into the kiss, pulling you away from the window and pressing you close to him.

*riiiingggggg*

The two of you froze, immediately turning towards the phone ringing from his desk.

“S-Should we–” you were about to suggest getting back to work, but he rolled his eyes.

“Leave it, they can wait,” he grunts, before smirking down at you.

“Besides, the candle is still burning inside me.

Would you mind going for round 2?”

— 🏷️ :: @tojibreedingme @thicksimpx

𝐢. | 𝐢𝐢. | 𝐢𝐢𝐢.

author’s note :: first time writing grumpy flame man. this has been dusting away in my fic folder for… a few months ?? im honestly relieved to have this out before finals. anyhoo, enjoy! :>

𓂃 𝘱𝘴𝘴𝘴𝘵! you can also read this on my ao3 of the same name~ ;)

☺︎ 2022 melaninmight.

! do not copy/translate/post on other platforms. give credit where it’s due. !

#melaninmight #bnha #bnha smut #bnha x fem!reader #bnha x y/n #endeavor #enji todoroki #endeavor smut #endeavor x reader #enji todoroki x reader #f!reader #poc reader #minors fuck off #minors dni #edit later #<3333

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sweetlilbrat · 2 months

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18+ ONLY - minors do not interact or follow. Anything I post on my blog is consensual and between adults.

No DM please, I’m not interested

Heavy with the block button

I do not use any trigger warnings

My old blogs are; dumblildoll, dem0nicangel, decayeddaisy, tinkerblunt, etc.

All tags are my ‘fav’ tag, just organized

#fs; ‘safe’ posts

#fn; NSFW main tag

#fe; NSFW second tag

#fw; lingerie/aesthetic posts

#fc; NSFW text posts/art/etc

#divider 1; petal-pxl #divider 2; leafsea #edit later

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oh-hell-help-me · 9 months

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July 23: Parent’s Day

Ludwig hadn’t fully trusted Luigi even after he married his father- at least until the Incident.

In fact, even though it was likely one of the few times he was scared after… after, Luigi proved himself to actually give a damn (as Roy put it) about the Koopalings.

Don’t get him wrong- the time he spent with all of them before ‘that’ had been appreciated but…

Ludwig needed proof- something that guaranteed him that Luigi had their best interest.

And after he has? After having the patience and genuine kindness to bring him out of such a vulnerable situation?

Well, it was easy to let himself be dragged into a Group Meeting- especially knowing what day it’s going to be.

Lemmy didn’t have much of an opinion on Luigi before his dad married him. It’s no secret that most of the other Koopalings thought the same.

But even in the few times he had met him, Lemmy saw him as he appeared- a soft-hearted scaredy cat who ran more than fought.

If Lemmy wasn’t there for the few fights the human did do, he wouldn’t have believed him capable of even winning them.

But after his dad’s marriage?

He started see Luigi to be more than that. Heck, in the days he took the time to spend with them individually, Lemmy also learned that the human was braver than most, and has been for quite awhile if the stories about King Boo are to be believed.

AND he’s pretty cool- sometimes even surprising him with moments of mischief (like letting him sneak cookies out of the kitchen) or impressive feats of agility (like pirouetting off the castle wall and landing catlike on his feet in a game of tag).

It was one of many reasons that Lemmy chipped into Operation Date Night- something that Junior plans to coordinate on the same day as Parent’s Day.

Roy considered Luigi to be pretty strong, mostly after he married his old man.

He’s strong enough to carry Morton like he was a baby, which even Roy himself could struggle with.

He’s strong enough to tug Bowser around, and to do so with a not-so-light Junior piggybacking him.

And, weirdly, Luigi was strong enough to bring the Koopalings together in the midst of a disagreement.

Which seems to be what they need now, considering the arguing that has broken out over where the date will be.

He hopes to Grambi that Luigi will unconsciously lend him his strength because getting through this is hard enough.

Iggy would never have thought that a Mario Brother would ever understand the intricacies of mechanical engineering…

But then Luigi decided to turn that notion on its head by not only showing his understanding of it with the construction of his own Kart and the days they spent together in the lab, one-on-one.

However, even he could see that it will be empirically impossible to expect Luigi to spend ever waking day with him just to fine-tune his inventions- never mind the others.

And considering that they were originally going to invite the laws of gravity to a vacation by having a table set up at a volcanic edge.

Seriously, he specializes in mechanics, but his dabbling into human biology was enough to have him join yet another argument.

Wendy knew how tough it was to be the only girl in a large family of boys.

With the possibility of getting another girl in the family, she was all for having Peach as a Mama.

But… daddy didn’t end up with her, and while Wendy wanted another female to bond with, even she knew that Luigi had more love for them in his pinky finger than Peach did as a whole.

For her, it seemed like she would have to just deal with it.

And then she discovered Luigi’s interest in fashion- specifically in dresses.

It was a wonderful day when she found out. That Luigi would reveal his tastes during a particularly hot morning, one that was unremarkable… if not for the shared surprise of the Royal Family as Luigi popped into the Dining Hall with a fashionably airy dress.

It was an opportunity she didn’t let herself miss and had spent the rest of that day practically glued to his side as she discussed (not info dumped) about everything fashion with him.

So, when ‘someone’ (Roy) had the audacity to suggest setting the Date at a wrestling ring, she had disagreed for Luigi’s sake- especially when she knew that he found the concept of trying to relax in a place meant for fighting to be absolutely eye-watering.

Morton knew some things. Morton knew that his dad loved him and his siblings very much. Morton also knew his dad was dead set on getting them a mama because of it.

And it was a pleasant surprise when it was Luigi instead of Peach.

Despite his dad’s best efforts, Morton knew long before that Peach didn’t love them like a mom would- that she didn’t look at them in the way he’s seen mamas do whenever he ventured outside the castle.

But Mama Luigi did! He liked spending time with Morton and Junior and Wendy and everyone else! He looked at them warm-like and smiled at them in a way that Peach never did!

And Morton was very happy when his dad married Luigi! It meant that Morton and his siblings got to spend time with someone who gave them warm looks and spoiled them even more rotten.

It meant that none of them will have to be mama-less.

So, that was why Morton did not hesitate to offer to handle the set up of the table- with Wendy’s help, of course!

Larry usually had three things he worried about in his life: his hair, his status as the second youngest kid, and his father’s love life.

He didn’t intend to add Luigi’s safety to the list, but what can he do- other than have him live in a layer of bubble wrap?

Even going down the aisle, Larry knew that Luigi was clumsy, maybe detrimentally so. It also meant that every Koopaling had save him from face-planting at least once.

It was ridiculous enough to be met with some humor, but Larry would have said that the situation definitely needed something to lighten up the mood after the bickering.

At this rate, he’s just glad that there is a plan they can stick with.

Junior had always wanted a mom.

It seemed logical to think of Peach as his future mom with his dad liking her.

But… even years chasing after her, and the small moments where he did spend time with her, his dad never seemed to be truly happy.

And then he met Luigi.

Well, yeah, they already met before in battles, but that never counted.

Anyways, having Luigi as his mama had been a dream come true! Heck, he ended up being a great mama to him and the other Koopalings and a loving husband for his dad!

It was everything he wanted and needed, and…

He sort of felt like he hasn’t given much appreciation for it (though his siblings say otherwise).

So, while Operation Date Night had been rocky, and filled with shouting and brattiness, Junior was confidant that this plan will work!

…

(Later, it was a miracle of life for the Royal Couple to find a fancy dining table underneath their favorite tree in the garden.)

#bowuigi #NATIONAL HOLIDAY #Roy and Larry hardest to write #edit later #sleepy #night

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noodleblade · 7 months

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headcanons for kobd just hanging in the Nemesis?

Oh yippie:3 more guys being dudes❤️

They have unofficial movie nights together. Old 80s stuff they find online. Breakdown doesn’t really get them and Knock Out only pretends to understand them, but they both still like them. In truth, Knock Out loves the aesthetics from the fashion to the cars. Breakdown is a big fan of the overblown action sequences and flashy violence. Both of them think the human interactions are the worst parts of the movies and think they are boring and while they don’t understand all the romantic elements, they both kind of enjoy those moments too. They talk over most of the movie anyways, so all of that is not really a big deal.

Oh! They also love watching nascar and f1 races. Knock Out talks big game about how he’d win those races if he could only enter. All he’d need was a fleshie to sit in the driver’s seat while he does all the work. Breakdown only encourages this notion and they like scheming up ways to get Knock Out in one of the circuits.

I think a lot of the down time on the Nemesis, they are just hanging in each other’s bunks. I’m kind of partial to the idea of Megatron having a No Fraternization policy (not for any other reason other than the Decepticons are dysfunctional enough, he didn’t need anymore social drama than there already is) so Knock Out and Breakdown have separate bunks. It doesn’t matter anyway because Breakdown “sneaks” (it’s not sneaking, everyone knows) down into the medic quarters and sleeps there. Knock Out is a regular visitor of the vehicon barracks where Breakdown has a tiny private officer’s hab/work station. He occasionally uses it for desk time while commander of the vehicons and Knock Out likes to perch himself on Breakdown’s desk while he reads through reports. Breakdown doesn’t mind at all. Work is easy when he can tune into Knock Out Radio and listen to his partner ramble. The vehicons also don’t mind Knock Out there. The doctor is much nicer when he is with their commander and doesn’t snitch of they bring back earth paraphernalia after their missions (as long as they share).

Sometimes, when they are unable to groundbridge and take joyrides, they sneak out onto the flight deck and just look at the stars and talk. They never really say anything of importance, just kind of talking about whatever, but these quite moments mean everything to them. They don’t have to focus on the war or survival or really anything else but each other.

#sorry if this is messy #wrote it while in the car on my way to some family #kobd #knock out #breakdown #tfp #transformers #my headcanons #anonymous #edit later

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hollowwhisperings · 3 months

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Naminé & Roxas Are Twins

(this meta was inspired by @violethowler's Constructing Kingdoms series on YT)

In KH2, the relationship between Sora & Roxas is seemingly paralleled with that of Naminé & Kairi. It is explained by characters in-game that Naminé, a Nobody, must have been created by Kairi's presence in Sora's Heart during KH1. Thusly is it concluded that Naminé must be the Nobody of Kairi, another facet of that Princess of Heart.

Except... Kairi is a Princess of Heart: a being of pure light, without any Darkness of her own. It is physically impossible for Naminé to be Kairi's Nobody.

At no point has Kairi exhibited the capacity to hold Darkness. Kairi's lack of Darkness is, arguably, one of the major reasons for her lack of combat prowess: without "darkness" of her own, Kairi is unable to feel the selfishness needed to hurt others. This is a small, fundamental kind of Darkness that all living things carry: without it, a Princess of Heart is all too essily incapacitated by selflessness.

Naminé isn't (can't) be Kairi's Nobody: she, like Roxas, is a Nobody of Sora & Ventus. Naminé and Roxas are twins.

Roxas and Naminé are unlike any other Nobody within the KH setting: they alone were capable of developing "selfhood", independently from their Hearts of origin. This is due to the many unique circumstances of their birth: Sora's self-sacrifice in KH1. That event featured multiple oddities likely to affect Sora's Heart, Heartless & the Nobodies created: self-sacrifice (love); heartlessness via keyblade; the specific keyblade used (the Keyblade of [People's] Hearts); the origin of said keyblade (Riku the ???, the person Sora likely loved most at the time); the presence of Kairi, a Princess of Heart, within Sora's Heart; the presence of Ventus, an artificial "Princess of Heart"; the location of the sacrifice (Ansem's Lab in Hollow Bastion, a World fallen to Darkness)... and likely even more factors, known & as yet unaddressed.

As twin Nobodies to Sora's Heartless, Roxas & Naminé were affected by all variables noted above. Sora has been the Host of several Hearts for his entire life: that makes him special, even before Riku chose Sora to be a keyblade wielder. I venture that the Heart most relevant to Naminé's birth was not Kairi's but Ven's: for where Roxas most resembles Sora in disposition, Naminé resembles Ventus-without-Vanitas. Kairi's presence within Sora's Heart had effects, yes, but less than perhaps understood.

The misunderstanding, I argue, comes largely from Kairi's longterm role of "Designated Female": as the lone KH-original female for much of KH's early development (& popularity), Kairi is often considered a "default option" with regards to all things feminine. This feeds not only into assumptions of a Kairi-focused love triangle but also into an overinflation of Kairi's presence in the story.

As with Xion, Naminé's true identity is obscured, in-game & within fandom, by her gender: "Xion & Naminé are female; the only female in proximity to this plotline is Kairi: Xion & Naminé must therefors be derivative personas of Kairi".

Here, as always, Kairi serves as a convenient "default" of femininity, misdirecting players and characters from the queer potential within KH. It is wholly believed, by Sora & the girls in question, that Naminé was Kairi's Nobody. Yet, it is never Kairi whose story and character is most expanded by Naminé's involvement: Naminé's story is, instead, a follow-up to that of BBS's Ventus.

Kairi struggles with a forgotten past, loss & a resistance to change (of "growing up"). Naminé, in parallel & in contrast, experiences the kind of life that Kairi has forgotten: [medical abuse], extortion & isolation. Naminé's time with Organization XIII & with DiZ mirrors that of VEN's with Master Xehanort (&, to a lesser degree, with Master Eraqus).

Kairi's history as a test subject of Xehanort &, possibly, of Ansem the Wise? She's forgotten it and, outside of Melody of Memories, we never get to see how it affected her. Kairi's Ambiguously Traumatic Past is only ever used for her in her role as "MacGuffin" (i.e. an object of plot importance & no other story-relevant function, one that is ultimately interchangeable with). Kairi's story barely affects Naminé's & Naminé's doesn't affect Kairi's either: the characters most changed by Naminé's character arc were Sora & Riku. This further alludes to Naminé not truly originating from Kairi's Darkness but from Sora-Ven.

The duality of Sora-Ven is reflected in Sora's producing two distinct ("twin") Nobodies during KH1. Roxas is most reflective of Sora but physically looks like Ventus; Naminé is most reminiscent of Ventus-without-Vanitas but (allegedly) "looks like Kairi": this does not occur in the Nobodies of other hybrid-beings, as evident in Xemnas (Terra & Xehanort) & Xigbar (Braig & Luxu). In this way, Naminé & Roxas are more akin to Xion than most every other Nobody.

Ignoring the gender binaries (canonically used & assumed in-universe), the characters that Naminé actually resembles are Ventus (who I propose as Naminé's "primary" origin) & Xion (another artificial being with Sora Origins).

Narratively & thematically, Naminé's arc from CoM to KH2 was a continuation of Ven's story in Birth By Sleep. Both characters are strongly tied to themes of isolation, abusive authority figures, and artificial life. While other characters - Xion, Repliku & Terra-Xehanort - also explore these themes, Kairi notably does not.

I will note that Naminé does not NEED to be Kairi's Nobody to act as her narrative foil: I just find that identifying Naminé with Kairi is buying into the very same (false) Binaric Gender Roles that CoM, Days & (to a lesser extent) BBS sought to poke holes in. Tiny, easily mistranslated-into-nonexistence holes but holes nonetheless. Attempting to conflate Naminé with Kairi is to give the latter character more narrative presence than she truly has, in an effort to reconcile the two together beyond "similarly aged females in proximity to KH's plot".

#kh meta #kh nobodies #naminé #naminé and roxas are twins #naminé is ven's nobody #kairi the character #kairi the designated female #female characters in kingdom hearts #princesses of heart #sora's heart hotel #kairi & naminé #ventus & naminé #kh theories #queer readings #this is two different essays/theories merged into two: “quality” shifts notably #edit later

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killl-ka · 7 months

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Welcome to my blog :3

If you want to contact me or support me please feel free to use any of the platforms listed on my carrd 💗💗🖤(it still in development tho, but it working properly)

#my art #myself #meet the artist #edit later #illustration #digital art

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probablygayattorneys · 7 months

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My mom just asked me if I wanted to go see the new Indiana Jones “because you’re so into archeologists lately”

#Indiana Jones #professor Layton #you know I love me some archeology professors #that’s also why my favorite studio Ghibli film is my neighbor Totoro #queue takumi defense squad #also just as a reminder #posts are queued a long time in advance #so i am aware at the time this posts the movie is no longer in theatres #it was at the time the question was posed #edit later #it may still be #my post order got all fucked up when I changed everything to be queued instead of scheduled #but this conversation occurred during the first week the movie was out

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ink-ghoul · 1 year

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#I literally don't know how you did this #edit later #but thank you

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spongebobimages · 9 months

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spongebob sleeping on a "pillow knot"

#spongebob squarepants #edit later

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shameless-sol-apologist · 10 months

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(i actually finished this game a couple days ago i just forgot to actually post it lmao)

so um. closing thoughts: [warning: incoherent rambling below]

shocking absolutely no one, this game fucking sucks. most of the characters have two personality traits each. the handling of DID in kukus route is awful. the way the game portrays lunis/liliths toxic unbalanced relationship as romantic is awful. hey at least we get an almost compelling villain this time instead of corruption 3: tokyo drift

imo the main problem with the story is that the author seems terrified of making the main characters look even slightly unlikeable. usually this shows up in the form of retcons: "oh mitsuko wasnt causing mass death because of her own selfishness she was just sooo sad about being abandoned and sooo misunderstood and sooo sad" "oh luni didnt erase her lover/servant who is completely dependant on her she actually just teleported her away somewhere at the last second and their relationship is actually tooootally fine and healthy and cute you guys" "oh kuku didnt repeatedly stalk and harrass kugari it was all her eEeEeEeEeeevil alternate personality" etc

this also brings me to how trauma and mental illness is (imo) only used to make the characters more sympathetic. a characters trauma isnt there to be meaningfully explored, its there so the player can go "awww poor [character of choice] :("

and yet.

as much as i dont want to give lander the slightest bit of credit, i still stand by my statement that gm is the best written game in the series... but only because the bar is in the second circle of hell

also, lander would it kill you to stop thinking with your dick for like five seconds? is an implied sex scene necessary for every route? like im not against sex scenes in art, its just that these dont add anything beyond masturbation material (its not even GOOD material mind you!)

#sorry if this doesnt make sense it almost 1 am #crow's screeching #crow replays gm #edit later #gacha world #gacha memories

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melaninmight · 2 years

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lemon cream pie

- mirio togata x reader | wc: 2.3k

꒰ ᥫ᭡ ꒱ — synopsis :: dessert after a long day? yes please.

꒰ ▹ ꒱ — ‘all mine’ (slowed; plaza)

꒰ ᥫ᭡ ꒱ — cw :: dom / sub relations, a little fingering, pussy lapping (f.receiving), cock sucking (m.receiving), praise, cum swallowing, reader is a college student, mirio’s hero name is lemillion

꒰ 🍋 ꒱ — tag(s): @tojibreedingme @thicksimpx

꒰ ! ꒱ — disclaimer (s) : bnha manga + anime franchise belongs to horikoshi ; this fic was written w/ black reader in mind. minors DNI !

Earbuds on, the sound of RiRi’s “Disturbia” drumming your ears, you drowned out the chaos of the outside world while your eyes scrolled through a book in your hands. One hand held the hardcover book, the other gently turning to the next page. Though you weren’t much of a bookworm, you couldn’t put the book away. Your investment in the plot and characters has kept you occupied for the past half hour since class ended.

This week has been a stressful, busy week. Your professors had gone through a load of coursework, much to the dismay of you and many other classmates. Luckily, you didn’t seem to mind, since you were pretty proficient at holding yourself accountable when completing homework on time.

Then again, you knew not to ignore your mental well-being, so you found solace in reading to escape the stress.

You looked up for a brief minute to look up at the sky, the sun hitting your melanated skin. Curls danced to the small breeze, brown eyes glimmered through squinted eyes as your arm covered them for shade.

Little did you know, a face peered out of the campus wall behind you.

“Hiya sunshine!”

You squeaked, heart racing as you turned towards the voice’s direction. Your wide eyes met the face of Mirio peeking out the campus walls.

Taking a deep breath, you muttered. “M-Mirio! Don’t scare m-me like that.”

Mirio giggled, “Sorry about that sunshine. You were so immersed in your bubble, I was afraid to pop it!”

You sighed. “Don’t worry about it, blondie. You lucky you weren’t some bozo, otherwise your ass would’ve been splattered against that wall like a pie.”

The blonde laughed as he smoothly made his way out of the wall.

“Are you ready to go?” he asked, his cheeky smile never leaving his face.

“Yep,” you eagerly stuffed your book back inside your backpack, removing your earbuds from your ears before rolling ‘em up and stuffing ‘em inside the pocket compartment. Zipping up your backpack, you stood from the wooden park bench, standing by Mirio’s side as he held your hand, leading you both walking to the direction of his apartment.

You and Mirio have been dating for quite a while. Most of his friends and colleagues know of or know about you, so your relationship was no secret. Of course, some made it known they didn’t like y’all together and wouldn’t miss an opportunity to rub their bias in your face, but who cares? If that ain’t good enough, the two of you live not too far from one another. Besides his hero duties, the two of you would walk home together to chill with one another to end a hectic school day. And this day was one of those days where you two will finally rewind and spend time together.

Just thinking about all the fun things you can do made you flush in excitement, holding Mirio’s hand tightly.

He looked over to you curiously. “What’s wrong, sunshine?”

You choked up a bit, shaking away the daydreams.

“N-Nothin. Nothin at all, suga bear.”

He smiled warmly, wrapping his arm around you as he pulled you in to leave a chaste kiss on your cheek.

“Did I ever tell you you’re so cute when you blush?”

Warmth spreads across your cheeks.

“S-Shut up!” you squealed, giggling as your hands intertwined.

✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼

Opening the door to your apartment, you didn’t hesitate to slip off your shoes and ran through the halls and into the bedroom, flopping onto the bed. A satisfied groan vibrates your throat, melting into the soft sheets.

“I missed you so much, beddy boo.”

You heard Mirio pout from behind, his arms crossed as he leaned against the door.

“What about me?”

Getting yourself adjusted and sitting up on the bed, you opened your arms for him.

“Of course I missed you, dummy. I miss you every day.”

He let out a chuckle, walking over to you and leaning down to be trapped in your embrace, his strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling and sitting you up on his lap once he was settled on the bed.

You remained in each other’s embrace for a while, taking a moment to take in your warmth, scent, and comfort. It had been a cool minute since you both had a moment of privacy since he took on the role of Lemilion. You were proud of him and his tireless effort to be a hero that anyone can look up to for protection. Yet, despite the calls and texts to assure you that he was okay, not a day went by that you didn’t worry about him. Days like these were ones you looked forward to; him coming home to you in one piece put you at ease. This way, you felt safe, and he never failed to provide that safety.

“(Y/N).”

Mirio broke the silence.

“Hmm?” you hummed.

You felt him pull away, his arms still around your waist as he stared down at you, his blue eyes hinting a lustful glow.

Flustered, you bit your lip and tore yourself away from his gaze.

His fingers grazed your chin, gently pulling your face forward before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours. You immediately reciprocated, hands now traveling from his back down to his shoulders, laying gentle massages.

You melted deeply into the kiss when his tongue slithered into your mouth, dancing in harmony with your own.

A moan unexpectedly left your lips, much to his excitement. He responds with a low growl, one hand remained on your waist while the other twirled your curls.

Slowly, you felt yourself being lowered on the bed, your back pressed against the soft silk sheets, his chest pressed against yours as the make-out intensified.

Mirio pulled away in time for you both to take a breath, a trail of saliva connecting your lips broke apart. Your chest rose with each breath, your brown eyes staring up at him with the same lustful hue.

Oh, how you looked so sexy, he thought to himself.

“Sunshine,” he purred. “You never fail to get me riled up.”

Your lips twitched into a teasing smile.

“And if I failed?”

“Well,” he chuckled while raising his shirt off of him, showcasing his abs. “Then that’d mean I’d have to punish you.”

How can he say that with such calmness? Then again, the thought of seeing a dominant Mirio did turn you on, prompting you to squeeze your thighs together in an attempt to hide your arousal. Biting your lip, you gently brushed your knee against his groin, prompting him to hiss from the sensitivity of his crotch.

“Careful now, you don’t want to go too far. I won’t be able to hold back with you teasing me like that,” he threatened in between shaky breaths.

His large hands moved to raise the shirt off of you, exposing your breasts hidden behind a black lace bralette. Removing the fabric in one swoop, he quickly cupped your breasts, rubbing it in circular motion. You bite your lip a lil’ harder, doing your absolute best to hold in your moans. You almost made a noise when he rubbed his thumb against your perky nips, before leaning in and latching one in his mouth.

You yelped, shaky breaths escaping your lips as you watched his assault on your nips.

After giving your breasts some love, the blonde moved down to your stomach, leaving a trail of gentle kisses before reaching your lower body.

He licked his lips, lust-filled eyes glancing at the sides of lace panties sticking out of your pants. Gliding his hands from your breasts down to your sides, he gently pulled down the pants, tossing them out of the way.

“Hmm? Getting wet for me already, aren’t you sunshine?” Mirio teased, tracing his finger across your slit, causing you to squirm underneath his touch.

He then went on to remove the panties, watching as a string of your arousal broke apart between the fabric and your entrance.

Throwing your panties to the side, he didn’t waste any time rubbing his nose against your sensitive folds.

“M-Mir-“ you whimpered, yet was stopped when you felt a gentle slap against your thigh.

“I don’t recall telling you to call me that when you’re underneath me, angel,” he smiled, his blue orbs glancing up at you as he slickly swiped his finger across your wet folds.

“What’s my name?”

“D-Daddy~” you begged. “Don’t tease me, p-please.”

“Mmh, no promises,” he giggled.

You felt your cheeks glow warmly when you heard a change in his tone.

“Besides, I gotta mark my territory,” he growled, wasting no time to glide his tongue against your clit.

The gasp you tried to hold on couldn’t be kept away any longer. It may not have been the first time you’ve experienced this feeling, but since it’s been a while since you’ve shared these moments made this one feel more pleasurable, and you were loving it.

Your moans and whimpers, mixed with the sounds of him sucking, gulping, and lapping your juices filled the room, the sexual aroma engulfing you both like a bubble.

Mirio made sure to savor your scent and flavor, his mouth coated in your juices, gulping loudly as another orgasm coursed through your body, squirting more juice all over his face and mouth. He lapped it up as though it were his last meal.

Now satisfied, he rose up to stare you down, his tongue swiping across his lips to clear away your flavor.

“Your taste is so divine, babe,” he chuckled. “I may need to eat you out more often.”

You pouted, a soft glare framing your face.

“No fair. You can eat my pussy, yet I ain’t got no dick?”

Mirio’s eyes widened, laughing nervously as he scratched his neck, a trail of sweat leaving his forehead.

“Couldn’t hold myself, sunshine. You’re just so sexy, I needed to get a taste of you.”

You flushed. Quickly, you rose up and pushed him down on the bed, bringing the blonde by surprise.

“S-Sunshine? What are you–”

“Hush up, pretty boi. I’m gettin’ even with you,” you purred, a soft smirk forming your lips.

Your hands trailed from his chiseled chest down to his pants, fingers playing with the belt until it clicked off. Gliding it off his jeans and throwing them to the side, you pushed down his pants, throwing them atop his belt, now leaving him in his boxers.

You saw the hard frame of his bulge peeking out from the fabric, your index finger poking at him.

He hissed at your touch. “A-Ahah..”

A seductive giggle left your lips.

“This’ll be fun~”

Your hands proceeded to pull his boxers down, allowing his cock to rise freely, his scent filling your nostrils. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it certainly smelt like dick.

Leaning down, you pressed a soft kiss on his tip before engulfing him in your mouth.

“U-Ugh, s-sunshine,” he muttered, his face flushed as he glanced down at you, sucking his cock so seamlessly.

Bobbing your head up and down, sucking and gagging every inch of him, his pubic hair tickling your nose the more you tapped his balls.

“T-That’s it, princess. You…,” he gasped. “...know how to suck my cock…” Another shaky breath. “... l-like a champ.”

His strong hands grab ahold of your head, his fingers tangled underneath your curls.

For a bit, you glanced up at him with tear-filled eyes, your brain too foggy to comprehend as you shoved his cock deeper into your mouth

“F-Fuck baby…” he choked. “I-I can’t…”

“Mmgh,” you gagged, his tip hitting your throat the more you brought him deeper in your mouth.

“C-Cum. I-I’m gonna–,” Mirio shook as he brought your head down to a halt, his warm seed filling your mouth.

Closing your eyes shut, you were surprised by the chunk load he released, some spilling out of your mouth. You did your best to gulp down every last drop of him before releasing his bulge.

Once he caught his breath, Mirio looked down to see a bit of leftover semen on your lips, a wave of embarrassment flushed his face.

“I-I’m so sorry sunshine! I-I didn’t mean for it to…” he stuttered.

You giggled, licking your semen stained lips.

“It’s fine suga. That was quite a hefty meal,” you winked at him.

He chuckled nervously, leaning up to cup your cheek and press his chapped lips against yours in a soft kiss, the salty taste still lingering.

A soft moan escaped your lips as you melted into the kiss, one hand traveling up his head, fingers brushing through his blonde hair while the other remained on his thigh.

The both of you let each other fall back onto the bed, with you at the bottom while he towered over you, your tongues twirling in rhythm.

“M-Mir Mir,” you whimpered.

“(Y/N),” he groaned, gently sucking on your tongue before pulling away, leaving behind a trail of saliva connecting your lips.

Your chest rose with each breath, a little tear running down your cheek as your brown orbs stared at his blue ones.

The blonde heaved a sigh. “Well, I’m hyped up now. You down for round 2?”

You groaned. “Can’t we freshen up and chill for the rest of the day.”

You didn’t hide your exhaustion, turning to the side and resting your eyes.

Mirio laughed. “C’mon don’t be such a sissy. You sucking my willy was just a warm up”

Immediately you turned back around to face him. “A warm up??! Says who?”

You yelped when you felt yourself being pulled forward by the legs, your face glowing bright red inched away from his.

“Do I have to say it, princess?” he chuckled cheekily.

“Now, be a good girl and allow me to stuff you real nicely.

You’re in for a wild ride.”

♡

꒰🌙 ꒱ ─ extras :: 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 ∿ 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 ∿ 𝐚𝐨𝟑 ∿ 𝔟𝔩𝔲𝔢 𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔡

꒰ 🍂 ꒱ ─ author’s note :: been in a mirio mood for too long. thought i share da mood with ya. enjoy :)

#melaninmight #college au #bnha #bnha smut #bnha x y/n #lemillion #mirio togata #mirio smut #mirio x reader #f!reader #poc reader #minors fuck off #minors dni #kinktober 2022 #edit later #<3333

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